Senior Chief Petty Officer. Starfleet is in my blood, and I’ve spent my entire adult life in service to boldly going.

Keiko and Molly are my favorite humans, but Transporter Room 3 will always be my favorite.

Just don’t ask who what’s in the pattern buffer.

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Cake day: August 27th, 2024

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  • New noises don’t bother me. The amount of things that can shake rattle and roll (it’s a mess but it’s all tools and things I need for work) means a new sound pops up every week.

    It’s the new slightly different vibration that sketches me out.

    Ever so slightly up/down vibration that you can barely feel when you get to 70? Congrats, next week when you drive to work you’ll hit a bump at 15 and the whole front bottom falls off. And now you have 3 other problems because drive shafts start flying all over and smashing into things when they break.

    No, I love vehicle ownership and definitely wouldn’t prefer to relax on high speed rail for 20 minutes with a rolling bag/tool box or literally any other form of mass transit…


  • Oh completely 100% agreed, and neglect isn’t the only form of child abuse going on but CPS has visited them plenty of times and interviewed all the kids and neighbors (before we moved in) over custody battles with some adopted ones. (they’re all related, long story with too many identifying details but some parents died and all the children are cousins and siblings) so they at least aren’t doing anything that CPS cares about.

    But holy shit I have never wanted to curb stomp my sister in law a-la American History X more than when I went over one day and I could hear screaming halfway down the 1/4mi driveway, and when I walked in she was in the 6 year Olds face screaming at the top of her lungs about how she’s tired of telling the 6 year old to put her shoes away, four of the kids were slowly doing chores in the living room and kitchen with tears running down their faces, and I could hear the 13 year old sobbing upstairs. Their mother screamed so hard and long that she burst a blood vessel in her eye and detached the retina. As usual though the moment she saw me she stopped and pretended like she wasn’t doing anything.

    Since then I’ve had my phone on record in my pocket whenever I’m coming over unannounced just in case I can catch it. Bare minimum it will be something to show the courts when one of the kids becomes a serial killer.

    Their dad is no help, he’s an enabler and honestly a broken shell of a person when it comes to his wife.

    Grandparents are worse than parents.

    My wife watches them whenever she can, and takes them on surprise day trips to get away from their parents and some of the siblings when possible but holy shit they do not make it easy to take them anywhere.

    I don’t regret marrying my wife but I can honestly say my in-laws are insane and anyone could understand why I hate them.

    Uhhhhhhh what was the topic again? Sorry for the vent.



  • I’ve always felt weird about parents who have those backpack leashes for their kids, but now that I’ve been living next to my in-laws for a year, who have 8 children, I understand some of them.

    I refuse to take some their kids anywhere unless one of them is with my wife and I.

    One would absolutely go sprinting full speed away and hide from us just because he thinks it’s hilarious.

    Two would wander off because they saw something shiny and their brains are like an etch-a-sketches where every time a new thought enters, the old one has to get wiped away.

    One would do the exact opposite of anything we say just because he figures he can.

    And three others would absolutely just wander off, not because they want to but just because kids aren’t always the best at spatial awareness and simply get too far away. And would be terrified if they noticed their adults were nowhere in sight.








  • Or teacher didn’t even see this, handed it to a high school student and said “grade this stack of papers”

    I had that happen several times in science classes in 3rd-8th grade. Eventually I started arguing with the teachers in class, and boy did they not like being corrected.

    Sorry Ms Avery, you not knowing that “Pb” is the abbreviation of the Latin word “plumbum”, where we also get “plumbing” from due to its use in piping in rome, doesn’t mean I got the answer wrong. To her credit, she looked it up and changed my grade before the end of class.

    Ms hoschouli from 7th grade can get fucked though, a parallel circuit increases amperage load, not voltage load. I knew more about electronics in 7th grade than a college graduate who teaches science class, which in hindsight isn’t that impressive considering it was general science and not electronics specific… But in 7th grade, as far as I was concerned I was hot shit for knowing more than the teacher, and getting detention for calling her out in the middle of class. Never got the grade changed and I only got out of detention because my parents called the school.


  • I once got in trouble with my math teacher for saying “well if we’re just making things up, then sure [I cheated on a math test while sitting in the front of class where the teacher can see but I was using some kind of hidden code on my t-shirt that was a bunch of Shakespearean insults] . But what about all that Crack you were doing in your car this morning?”

    Apparently my "making things up"was a slightly more serious than his. I stand by it. If we’re making shit up, we’re making shit up.

    For the record, this geometry teacher was convinced I was cheating in class because I didn’t do homework. Homework was 5% of the final grade for the year according to his syllabus, I hated homework, so I figured as long as I didn’t suck at the rest of the class, I could do 0 homework and pass. I was right, passed with a 94%